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“Lead on!” the robber gestured with his gun. Miss Smith made her way to the staff rest room, trying to ignore the fact that she could sense the eyes of the gunman drinking in every motion of her prize winning butt. “Very nice” he drooled. They soon arrived at the rest room where two of Miss Smith’s colleagues were standing with their faces towards the wall. Their skirts were lying on the floor with a certain item of intimate apparel thrown on top. Miss Smith began to fear for the future of her own panties.
“O.K. Get on with it; and when you’ve put the boiling water in the pot, stir it”. The robber turned to look at Miss Smith’s colleagues. “Not too draughty for you, is it?” he gloated “Only another few minutes and you can clear the vault: I’ll enjoy watching you do that!”
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Miss Smith had just finished pouring out the robber's tea when a girl member of the Zipper gang appeared and began gathering the colleagues' discarded clothes, pausing briefly to examine their panties. "Nice collection of trophies, Boss!" she said as she thrust them into her holdall. She turned and glared at Miss Smith, who was trying to hide behind the teapot " What are you doing just standing there looking glamourous for, Blondie? Get them off! Which Miss Smith did
Artwork by Cynthiaf Narrative by Pilgrimbilly
